Worthy: Fish oil supplements
After reading about the positive benefits of omega-3 fatty acids and realizing that I just don’t eat enough fish to reap the benefits. I decided to start taking fish oil supplements. Of course, there are articles and information out there that also discount the benefits of actually taking the supplements, but…What I’ve noticed so far is: my hair’s growing and my complexion is flawless.
Here’s a look at some of the long term benefits:
- Lowers blood triglyceride levels
- Reduces the risk of heart attack
- Reduces the risk of dangerous
- Abnormal heart rhythms
- Reduces the risk of strokes
- Slows the buildup of Atherosclerotic plaques
- Lowers blood pressure
- Reduces stiffness and joint tenderness associated with
Rheumatoid arthritis
An omega-3 fish oil supplement may also help improve or prevent the following:
- Cancer
- Alzheimer’s disease and dementia
- Depression
- Heart disease
- ADHD
- Diabetes
- Hyperactivity
- Arthritis
When possible I want nutrients to come straight from the source — food, but in this case chock full of omega-3 fatty acids I feel fish oil supplements are a worthy choice.
Chrisetta Mosley
I am a product – and now a survivor – of childhood obesity. As a child, my family always told me that my extra weight was merely baby fat and I’d eventually grow out of it. I never did. Instead, my childhood is filled with memories of not being able to ride a bike, flattening its training wheels from being over the recommended weight, and avoiding P.E. classes by any means necessary. For years, I wore my fatness like a wounded soldier wears a Purple Heart - with pride. I owned the look. I dressed it up. I worked the room. There wasn't a skinny girl who intimidated me. I made sure my hair was laid just right. Nails polished. Outfits coordinated to the tee. Accessories to compliment every outfit. But everyone has a breaking point, and mine came in the spring of 2004 when I tipped the scale at nearly 400 pounds 388 to be exact. I was MISERABLE trapped inside of that body. I no longer wore my Purple Heart with pride. Rather, I was ashamed and frightened. Ashamed that I had allowed food to become my everything – frightened I would die because of it. Drastic times called for drastic measures... Today, I’m bound and determined to live a better, healthier, active lifestyle. I realize I’m no longer a passenger in my life, I’m the driver. I’m overcoming my inhibitions and I’m slowly but surely saying farewell to my old childhood nemesis, obesity. For once and for all, Farewell Fatso!